My girlfriend is a bad lady

"What are you doing?" Kujo Miki asked dissatisfiedly.

Toru Watanabe took out a blanket from the travel bag on the shelf.

He covered Kujo Miki with a blanket and put her head on his shoulder.

"Okay, go to sleep. I'll call you when we get there."

"Troublesome." Kujo Miki complained.

Then she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, adjusted her head to a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

The departure bell rang, and the train slowly accelerated, leaving Tokyo and heading towards Iwate Prefecture.

About two hours later, we arrived in Kamaishi City.

After that, he had to transfer, so Toru Watanabe bought a ticket at the ticket office.

They got on an old tram with only one car, and the three of them sat in a row. Toru Watanabe watched the luggage to prevent it from running around.

The tram waited for about ten minutes, but before the second wave of passengers arrived, it started to leave.

Heading north along the railway track, once you leave Kamaishi city, the scenery opens up.

"When I left, it was still spring, and the area was full of green wheat."

Hearing Watanabe Toru's voice, Kiyono Rin, who was reading a book, came back to his senses and looked out the window.

Farmlands and wastelands come into view.

The plastic shed on the snow reflects the winter sunshine and looks very warm.

"Are we almost there?" she asked.

"It's still early." Watanabe Toru replied.

Kiyono Rin stopped reading the book, closed the title page, and looked at the slowly receding scenery outside the window with Watanabe Toru.

After a while, the tram drove into a cedar forest.

The cedar trees are tall and straight, like slender towers rising from the ground.

The light was blocked, the inside of the tram became dark, and even the temperature seemed to drop.

Miki Kujo, who was sleeping on Toru Watanabe's shoulder, hugged his arms tightly as if seeking warmth.

Toru Watanabe helped her pull the blanket up to prevent the wind from entering her neck.

After finally leaving the cedar forest, the scenery opened up again.

In the distance, white smoke is rising, there must be a house there.

Just when Qingye Rin saw a corner of the sea and was about to see it clearly, the train drove into a forest.

The forest was unmaintained, and its branches had grown right up to the railroad tracks, sticking to the windows like windshield wipers when the trams passed.

There are also branches that are not very flexible and you can clearly see the signs of being broken by the tram.

"Coming."

As Watanabe Toru finished speaking, the train drove out of the woods and the light became brighter.

This is a basin.

There are mountains in the distance. On the ridges of the mountains stand wind power stations with huge white windmills turning slowly.

As your sight leaves the top of the mountain, you will see the forest below, and below the forest are layers of terraced fields.

"If it were spring, the terraces would be full of green rice," said Toru Watanabe.

"It must be beautiful." Qingye Rin imagined the scene.

In the middle of the terraced fields, there are a few houses that look uninhabited and a buffalo is eating grass.

Below the terraced fields is a flat rice field with no water. There is a man wearing a bamboo hat burning straw.

"Is your name Mizawamura?" asked Kiyono Rin.

"Ah."

The tram stopped at a simple station without even a shelter, like an isolated island.

Toru Watanabe wakes up Miki Kujo.

"Are we finally here?" Miki Kujo stretched lazily.

"Thank you for your hard work." Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

"If I had known it would take so long, I would have taken a helicopter."

"It will scare the villagers."

The three of them walked out of the tram.

Compared to Tokyo, Mizawa Village in the basin is not cold at all.

Even with Kiyono Rin's physical condition, she only needs to wear a thin sweater and a coat.

"I like this place." Qingye Rin took a deep breath.

Even the air is cleaner than in Tokyo.

"Just wait a couple of days and don't ask to go back to Tokyo."

"Am I such a person?" Qingye Rin gave him a dissatisfied look.

Toru Watanabe pulled the suitcase and walked down the platform - just a concrete platform.

Two beautiful girls followed him, looking around curiously.

"There are no entertainment facilities, no restaurants, no places to spend money, and only a snack shop besides vending machines."

During Watanabe's explanation, the two saw the house.

Just as Toru Watanabe said at the Christmas party, every household has firewood piled up in front of their door all the way to the eaves.

Stray dogs, which would never exist in Tokyo, can be seen from time to time.

They travel in groups of two or three, sometimes you chase me, sometimes I chase you.

When the three people passed by, they all stared at them as if they had pressed the pause button, even the dog that was pinned to the ground and bullied did the same.

"It won't bite, will it?" Kiyono Rin hid behind Watanabe Toru.

"Those who dared to bite have been killed. All those who survived are friends of mankind."

"It's a really cruel rule, but there's nothing we can do about it." Kiyono Rin quickly accepted Watanabe Toru's statement.

It seems that she doesn't like dogs.

After walking on the cement road for ten minutes, a bus rumbled past them.

There are drainage ditches on both sides of the road.

The water is so clear that you can see the bottom. Occasionally a fallen leaf floats by. Small fish swim upstream in the water, but after they are exhausted, they are washed back to their original place by the current.

Kujo Miki made a gesture of looking out and asked, "Where is your home?"

"Here." Watanabe Toru pointed to the distance, "We're here."

The two looked in the direction he pointed.

It was a small hill with two houses located at the foot of it, separated by a fence.

"You're about to meet my parents. Are you nervous?" Toru Watanabe asked the two with a smile.

"I've met the Prime Minister." Kujo Miki said nonchalantly.

Qingye Rin closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath.

Kujo Miki looked at her and asked with disdain and confusion: "Why are you so nervous?"

Qing Ye Lin exhaled the air in his chest, opened his eyes, and answered nonchalantly:

"It was the first time I took the initiative to go to a classmate's house, and it was a male classmate."

Seeing how nervous she was, Toru Watanabe couldn't help but smile.

Kujo Miki turned her head and looked at him again: "What are you laughing at?"

"Ah, well, I'm home, happy."

"Watanabe-san," Kiyono Rin stretched out her hand, "give me the box."

"Tokyo women are really mean." Watanabe Toru returned the box to her and said to Kujo Miki, "Miki, do you want it?"

Miki Kujo crossed her arms and said nothing.

Toru Watanabe pressed the handle of her suitcase into her hands and she accepted it.

"Let's go." Toru Watanabe took the lead and walked towards his home.

Chapter 206 New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Their Differences and Similarities (3)

After walking a short uphill cement road, you will see the Watanabe family's front yard.

This is a piece of mud land, which looks very solid, so solid that even in rainy weather, there will not be much mud.

On this land stands a very ordinary two-story wooden house in the shape of an "L".

It looks quite old, and is considered a rare traditional island building nowadays.

"You two, this is my home."

The three of them stood at the end of the cement road, just one step away from entering the dirt vestibule.

Qingye Rin looked around the house, which had black bricks and tiles and a silver-white TV satellite dish on the second-floor windowsill.

Potted plants that will not die in winter are placed at the door of the house and in front of the eaves. Rather than being potted plants, they are more like unknown plants that were found in the mountains and dug up and brought back.

"Is that the Honda Syaoran you were talking about?" Miki Kujo looked at the warehouse on the left side of the house.

The warehouse had no door and contained farm tools and a red motorcycle.

There was a cargo box on the back seat of the motorcycle, and the gaps between the tires were covered with mud.

"I'll take you for a ride when I have time." Watanabe Toru boasted.

Miki Kujo glared at him helplessly.

"Do you have a driver's license?" asked Qingye Rin curiously.

You can only take a motorcycle license test at the age of 16.

After they turned sixteen, they stayed together almost all day, so it was impossible for Toru Watanabe to have time to get a driver's license.

But she believed that taking the motorcycle test was a very simple thing for Toru Watanabe. If he was really determined to do it, it would be enough to make use of the morning time before school.

Watanabe Toru smiled confidently at her: "In Mizawa Village, I do have one."

That means no.

"Okay, okay, let's ignore the motorcycle and go in." Toru Watanabe was the first to step into the lobby.

Two beautiful girls followed closely behind, pulling suitcases.

"I don't see the car, so my dad should not be at home." As he said that, Toru Watanabe opened the wooden door with one hand without using the key.

In front of me is a wooden corridor.

There is a wooden sliding door on each side of the corridor, and at the end is the staircase leading to the second floor.

Qingye Rin looked to the left, which led to the eaves corridor, at the end of which was a small house representing the horizontal line below the "L" shape.

Could it be the kitchen... She was just guessing when she heard Watanabe Toru shouting.

"Mom, I'm back!"

"Come in when you come back!" A female voice came from the wooden door on the left side of the corridor.

"No! There's too much luggage, come and help!"

The wooden door opened and Watanabe Eda walked out.

When she saw the two people beside her son, she was stunned for a moment.

Toru Watanabe smiled happily at his mother and introduced her with a little pride.